The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

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[Diet is so uncomfortable. 】

Crunch, crunch.

On the white wasteland, the mechanical and boring sound of footsteps is like a never-ending lullaby. Although it may not make people fall asleep, they continue to deepen the exhaustion in everyone's heart.

Even a man like Sun Shaozong could not help but grow restless over time.

He pulled open his neckline casually, letting the knife-like cold wind cut across his chest, which made him feel a little excited.

Looking around, it is still like a walking dead, and he shouted again: "Feng Xin, you start singing a military song to refresh the big guy!"

Feng Xin, who was in front of the team, paused, turned his head back and lowered his mask, and said bitterly: "My lord, you see we are facing the wind, he...he can't open his mouth."

"Then sing with your head down!"

Feng Xin was helpless, so he stooped to avoid the wind, and yelled at the same time: "Brothers, Du Teniang listened to my old Feng's chant: Yun Conglong, Feng Conghu, fame and wealth, dust and dirt. ——Get ready!"

"The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, fame and fortune gain dust and dirt.

Looking to China, the people are suffering, and the fertile land for thousands of miles is barren.

Look at the world, do everything you need, and make up for the incompleteness of heaven.

Good man, don't be a parent, just for the common people and not the master.

Holding a steel knife ninety-nine, kill Hu Erfang and stop..."

The heroic singing rushed into the sky, and as the cold wind reverberated in the mountains and forests, it shocked countless birds and beasts, and also caused the Jurchen who was accompanying him to look at each other and make a commotion.

Sun Shaozong just yelled a few words, followed by Xu Furen's kiss, and hurried up with his hat, saying that it was the master who asked Master Sun to speak.

Looking back, I saw Hu Libo, the mastermind of Jurchen, pursing his **** and chasing by the carriage. He kept talking, mostly protesting to Xu Furen.

Sun Shaozong snorted, came to the carriage without hurries, replaced the driver, and forced the Hulibo back with a fierce look. Then he lifted the curtain a little, and asked with a smile: "Old Xu has something. What is to be ordered?"

I saw Xu Furen poking his head out of the car, with an old face and a trembling beard, spraying out a mouthful of hot mist: "You proposed to adopt the orphan of Herisul, but it is not impossible, but you must first try to figure it out. , How much influence does Khrisul have in the Jesheli department?"

Just looking at his expression, no one would think that he was scolding Sun Shaozong for the sake of the battle song just now.

Sun Shaozong's complexion was stiff, he turned his face to the side, as if he was daring not to speak, but said in his mouth: "That's natural. What the court wants is a bargaining chip and a handle, and he doesn't want to raise a few wine pouches and rice bags."

After several considerations yesterday, Sun Shaozong still did not agree to Nasiyama's request-after all, this matter was not only risky, but also had a clear conflict with the court's gentle policy.

However, he immediately proposed that the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty could come forward and adopt the sons of Nasiyama and Khrizul.

In this way, when Khrisul’s son grows up, whether he wants to avenge his father, or he intends to fight for the position of the patriarch of the Zhesheli tribe, Da Zhou can smoothly give a certain degree of support.

Nasiyama tried to bargain several times to no avail, but finally reluctantly accepted the condition.

So the two parties agreed that when the mission returned from the original road of Jianzhou, they would quietly bring Hrisul's son back to Dazhou.

And then……

It is a night of sleeplessness-Sun Shaozong rarely refuses when it comes to the fat on his lips, especially for this kind of beautiful flesh that is separated from each other and does not need to be responsible afterwards.

"Ok."

Xu Furen’s expression eased a little, but it was still unhappy to outsiders: "If there is something to do, Sun Shaoqing might as well come in contact with that Hu girl again when returning home--the old man heard that she was reluctant to leave when she left. It’s a good **** if you work hard and work hard."

Speaking of later, he was already teasing, but his expression did not show the slightest strangeness, and he was full of drama.

Sun Shaozong replied, "I'm afraid that the old man has misunderstood. That woman is not reluctant, but... it's just that she has some mobility problems."

Xu Furen finally couldn't help but stunned when he heard the words. He shook his head and sighed for a long while, and drew back into the carriage rather sadly.

…………

Jingcheng, Jingren Palace.

Defei Jia Yuanchun stood sideways in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, stroking her slightly raised abdomen, her eyes were soft and almost dripping with honey.

When several Taoist priests clamored that she must be the prince, Jia Yuanchun's heart was rather nervous, for fear that if he failed the emperor's expectations, he would end up even more miserable than the concubine Rong.

It wasn't until a few days ago that the imperial physicians also agreed that there must be a baby boy in her womb, and the burden of Jia Yuanchun's heart was relieved.

Right now, with his fingertips touching the slightly hardened lower abdomen, a thought flashed through Jia Yuanchun's mind involuntarily:

Will this child be the future emperor?

"Niang Niang."

Just then. Suddenly the sound of holding a piano came from outside the door: "The slave and maidservant are back."

Jia Yuanchun seemed to have been burned, quickly removed his hands from his lower abdomen, and then settled down again, and then raised his voice: "Come in and talk."

Hugging the qin, he walked in, and carefully locked the door. Then he leaned forward and reported with his throat: "Listen to Mr. Xi, I won’t do anything else~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What "Pulse the Law to the Countryside" is coming."

When he first arrived at Jingren Palace, Jia Yuanchun was notoriously blind to the outside world.

But since she was determined to be pregnant with Dragon Son, she began to change, but she still adhered to the principle of listening more, speaking less, and not doing.

As for whether this principle will be surpassed in the future, it is uncertain.

""Publicizing Law to the Countryside"?"

Jia Yuanchun raised her eyebrows and blurted out: "Could it be that Sun Jiaerlang played something last month?"

"Yes, that's what Sun Shaoqing suggested!"

Baoqin nodded repeatedly, but then he was puzzled: "I heard that this matter has been under pressure for more than a month. It is not too soon or too late. I prefer to discuss when Sun Shaoqing is not in the capital. The servants always feel that something is wrong. child."

Jia Yuanchun ignored her this time, just bowed her head silently.

Choosing to discuss Sun Shaozong's proposal when he is not in the capital is obviously meant to suppress, and he does not want him to lead the reform of Dali Temple.

Taking into account the close relationship between Sun Shaozong and the prince, now, together with Xu Furen, have been ‘distributed’ to the side despicable place, so the speculation is smooth.

but……

Your Majesty has acted too violently lately, isn't it?

I only had a baby in April, so he suppressed the prince’s party like this, saying that it was eager for quick success and quick gain...

Could it be that……

A gloomy bird floated in Jia Yuanchun's heart. As the most favored concubine in Jingren Palace, she naturally noticed that Emperor Guangde had done her best in Jingren Palace for the past two years and had already hurt the root.

At the moment, I favor the alchemist and pursue the way of immortality; on the other hand, he is so eager for quick success and quick profit...

Could it be that your Majesty's life is coming soon? ! I want to talk about "The Famous Detective of the Red Chamber" with more like-minded people, follow "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find friends~